233: Chairman of the conglomerate

"Father, he even communicated with that person in Chinese, which clearly shows ill intent!"

Han Dongxu didn't listen to his father, stubbornly yelling at Piao Jun.

Piao Jun, with a pleading expression, said:

"You tell me, how am I supposed to stop someone from suddenly disappearing?

My profession is a Spirit Thief, not a prophet!"

"You!" Han Dongxu was instantly choked.

He actually knew Piao Jun had no way either, but he just felt annoyed with him and took this opportunity to vent.

Before the game started, he was the powerful young master of a Conglomerate, and after the game, he also gained a powerful profession.

Why did his old man value him so much just because he completed his class transfer mission?

Chairman Han sighed slightly, looking at his son with a complex gaze.

This child used to be very rational, but after signing a contract with a demon, his temper gradually became irritable.

If it weren't for the fact that he needed Han Dongxu's profession to solidify his ruling position, he would have long since shown his irritation.

Yes, his ambition, which had somewhat died down, was now burning again.

If it weren't for this game, as an old man whose bodily functions had begun to decline, he would surely have started thinking about his retirement.

But after several treatments from Healing-type Professionals, Chairman Han discovered that his body had actually experienced a second spring.

Even the 'little chairman,' who hadn't shown any activity for decades, had regained some vitality.

The game destroyed decades of his hard work, but it gave him the possibility to start over!

Unfortunately, for a while, he could only rely on his good-for-nothing son to rebuild order.

Han Dongxu's volatile behavior often killed people who could have been utilized, which greatly displeased Chairman Han.

However, he had no other option; he had no choice.

But now, after hearing about Gu Qinghan, he had a new plan.

A Professional with the same class as his son, yet possessing stronger combat power and a more intelligent mind, was simply the most suitable helper for him.

As for family affection?

In the past few decades, he had almost discarded such emotions.

If it weren't to pass on the empire he had built, he wouldn't even want this son.

The emergence and growth of this thought took less than ten minutes.

Chairman Han showed a perfect fake smile and said to his son:

"It's okay, Dongxu, you're already excellent.

From what I know about people like him, he'll come back sooner or later."

Han Dongxu, however, looked at his father with bloodshot eyes, panting and roaring:

"If I don't kill him, I won't feel better! I want to kill him! How can he possess the same power as me!"

Chairman Han's brow furrowed imperceptibly, then quickly smoothed out, and he said with a smile:

"Actually, you don't need to kill him. Have you forgotten what I taught you before?

There are no absolute enemies in the world, only companions and opponents driven by self-interest."

However, Han Dongxu clearly didn't listen to a single word.

Chairman Han had cursed his son a thousand times in his heart, but he couldn't show any impatience.

He could only smile and shake his head, then, leaning on the sofa, he stood up and hobbled towards his room with his cane.

Only Piao Jun and Han Dongxu were left in the hall, staring at each other, and the atmosphere became incredibly awkward.

Han Dongxu glared at Piao Jun, saying word by word:

"Don't think I can't tell, you didn't use your full strength today!"

Piao Jun's face was bitter, as if he had eaten ten pounds of bitter melon:

"Brother, spare me. I cleared three Maimed Demons during the day, and one of them had a descent progress of over ninety percent.

Do you think I'm Superman? Even Superman would get tired, right?"

"I can't argue with you, but if I find out you have other intentions, I will be the first to kill you, and my father won't be able to stop me."

"Then we'll just have to fight. I don't think you'd have an easy time killing me either."

The two argued back and forth, and Chairman Han heard every word through the door.

After listening for a while, the old man sighed silently and asked a butler-like man behind him:

"Is everything ready?"

The butler nodded, saying softly and respectfully:

"Chairman, rest assured, everything is ready. Would you like to go and see?"

Chairman Han pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded and said to the butler:

"Good, let's go."

Leaning on his exquisite cane, he was helped by the butler into a secret room.

In the secret room, there were powerful Professionals arranged by the butler, as well as several people tied to chairs.

The butler brought a chair, and after Chairman Han was seated, he gave a look to one of the Professionals.

This Professional immediately picked up a tray from a nearby table and quickly walked to the first person who was tied up.

He tore off the cloth from the person's mouth and shoved everything on the tray into their mouth.

The person tried to resist, but was scared into shrinking back by a gleaming dagger the Professional pulled out.

Finally, he could only force down the food in his mouth.

The Professional continued to repeat similar actions, only the amount of food on each tray varied slightly.

And after this group of people had all finished eating, a brief silence fell over the secret room.

Chairman Han's fingers tapped rhythmically on his cane, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a painful groan broke the silence, attracting the old man's attention.

It was the first person who had eaten the food. This person's muscles were abnormally swelling and rapidly contracting, appearing extremely bizarre.

But in less than ten seconds, this person's body went limp on the chair like noodles.

"200-gram group, failed."

A person in a white lab coat appeared from somewhere, drawing a large 'X' in their notebook.

Soon, one after another, the people who had eaten the food underwent different degrees of mutation, but the commonality was that they seemed to have experienced immense pain.

The person in the white lab coat continuously observed and recorded, and after this wave of people had all died, he said with some regret:

"All failed, but it doesn't seem to be because the body couldn't withstand this energy.

In my opinion, it looks like insufficient energy, let's try increasing the feeding amount in the next round."

Chairman Han nodded, implicitly agreeing to the other party's plan.

The bodies of these people were quickly cleared away, and then another group of people was brought in through a side door and tied to chairs.

Seeing more food being brought out, Chairman Han suddenly turned to the butler and asked:

"It looks like this will take a long time to test. Is there enough food?"

The butler smiled and whispered in the old man's ear:

"Don't worry, Chairman, Piao Jun killed three today, and Young Master Dongxu killed two. Even if we test dozens or hundreds more people, it will be enough."

Hearing this, the old man nodded, a hint of regret appearing in his eyes as he looked at the tied-up people.

"Alas, what a pity."

"Chairman is getting older and becoming more benevolent."

"You're mistaken. I mean, when all these people die, we'll need to go out and catch more. There are fewer and fewer people now, alas..."